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I dont know why I wanted to post this, but I was digging through my Pictures folder and found this screen capture that I believe came from an episode of Conan. Just giving a little shout out to my Iowa homies. Remember that this Thursday is the last epsiode of �Consistently Random� with DJ Timbly. Make sure you drop in the chat room if you are listening.
Some people, my roomate for instance, have accused me of being lazy and not posting often enough to my blog. To him I have a few sweet little words of advice that have really meant a lot to me in the past, these words are, �Stuff It!� If I wanted your opinion I�d give it to ya! Rodney, my roomate (for now), has just come upon a great revelation! If you turn the knob on our door it opens easier! What an age of wonders we live in.
My second class today was blissfully short, but not because the teacher intended it. Shahram (my Visual Basic prof) gave us the semester teacher evaluation sheets today. Before leaving the room to let us fill them out we asked if we could leave right after we finished the evaluations. Sometimes teachers let everyone go after evaluations, but this was at the beginning of class and since our final is Thursday we suspected he might want to talk at us some more. His answer was completely indefinate, he said both yes and no without clarifying. So we didnt press the issue any further. After we finished filling out the forms everyone just got up and left. All of his stuff was still sitting up there on the desk so it�s possible he actually wanted to continue class, but noone was there when he got back so I figure we just forfeited class and let him have an hour off too.
I watched Master and Commander last night. It was interesting in the way that a History Channel documentary is interesting. I�ll sit there and watch it for 2 hours once, but I doubt I could sit through it again. The movie is pretty interesting if you are even remotely interested in naval warfare, which I am. Yet, I can see how this was a case of �Wow, this book is great! Let�s make a movie from it and it will be great too!� Unfortunately it doesn�t always work out. Sometimes plots and characters that bring a great book to life just don�t transition well to film. Not all great books should be made into movies, despite the true awe inspiring success of the Lord of the Rings movies.
I aplogize for the late notice, but sometimes things just come up. Next week I will be back and it will be my last show. Thankyou to all of you who listen regularly.
This school year winds down with the inevibility of coal train at full speed with it�s brakes out. Will I crash into the end of the year or will I just slowly succomb to the burden of my classes in the final hour and just give up. Sure, school seems futil most of the time but yet somehow certain classes compel me to study and do homework, both of which are entirely in opposition to my nature. My level of effort exerted on any one class is dependant upon that classes specific topic. Certain classes I will put the minimum effort into and still manage to pull out a fairly decent grade, these subjects include literature, english, and geography. In classes that I truly enjoy I also feel the most challenged. Art and Marketing are the classes that I have attended the most faithfully this semester and also the classes that I have gotten the most out of, but these classes are the ones that I end up loathing more than anything else by the end of the year. All art and design classes sap my very soul, and Marketing 300, though informative, is often tedious.
I am still unsure about where I will be going for the summer, I am following up two possibilites for internships. Offut AFB in Omaha is offering a summer job as a Flash designer/programmer, which is a great opportunity. I am also hoping to hear soon from a company here in Kearney that does local ITS and is offering a summer internship doing a lot of marketing work. The pro�s and con�s for each option are too convoluted to relate here. Let it stand that I am hoping God simply makes my decision for me and saves me the stress of thinking �what if?�.
I am still working on trying to recover some encrypted files from a HDD that came out of a buddy�s computer. Linux is every IT persons friend.
I leave you with a few more words of sage wisdom: �Everybody wang chung tonight.�
As the early morning marches forward towards 3 o�clock I prepare to rest for a few hours of blissful unconciousness. Yet I find myself unable to retire for the night without venting a few words to this public playground of pandemic puffery that we call the blogosphere. Writing, transforming ideas into concrete structures of universal meaning, is a practice that I find most soothing. When confronted with stress of varying forms writing seems to calm my nerves. When there are simply a number of ideas all crowding my mind seeking attention I need to place some of those ideas into a tangible form to clear up my conciousness.
I think that may be the difference between childhood and adulthood. When we are children� no, all I can speak from is my own experiences. When I was a child my mind did not dwell upon many matters at once. I had little if no responsibility and I reveled in the majestic freedom that comes from a complete and utter lack of care. When I did not have to care about any tasks or responsibilities my mind was free to wander into realms that are completely unattainable for those that are encumbered by the burdens of responsibility, I honestly believe that I did some of my best abstract creative thinking when I was a child. Whatever field my mind wished to pursue I could spin out a thousand random ideas about what could be the truth and why. Science was a field that I felt attracted to at a young age, I do not know why, but physics and engineering grabbed my attention before I had even a grasp of what they truly involved. My complete abhorrence of math ultimately prevented my from pursuing my interest in the physical sciences, but I still wonder what profound ideas passed through my prepubescent cranium that will never be duplicated or recalled. It does not really matter if I was right about any of my ideas as a child, it�s the process of stretching those mental muscles that is important. I wish that I could relieve myself of all worries and cares again to simply let my mind free itself of cultures garbage. I feel that the human mind has potential for creative construction far beyond what we experience in adulthood.
Perhaps wisdom and knowledge are really just huge walls that get erected around a mind that could be capable of accomplishing feats of creativity, imagination, and uninhibited reasoning that could amaze even the most accomplished mentats of our time.
Or, perhaps this rant is a unfounded and ridiculous. Nothing more than a symptom of my personality. Maybe it doesn�t matter what was or what could have been. Perhaps I should just appreciate the wonderful life that I get to live here and now despite my burden of responsibilities.
In the best interest of promoting that which I enjoy I will now suggest two products to you. One is the movie �School of Rock�, Jack Black is a comedic and musical all star. The other product is �Berryclear Sprite Remix�. This is pop that I can really enjoy. It�s clear, it tastes like crystaline liquid skittles and its a great caffeine free alternative soft drink. I don�t know why I haven�t heard about it before, but I am glad that I tried it.
Now that I have completely confused you with random trains of thought. I will leave you with a quote - �Domo Arigato Mister Roboto�.
I would really love design if it was my only job. All of the complex concepts stike a chord within me. I know that I will enjoy producing some form of media in an aesthetic way for a career after graduation. Now though ,the time intensive task of producing some sort of creative work just for a teacher who doesn�t really care about what we do anyways becomes a little disheartening. I have many other �jobs� right now. I won�t always have the time to spend on one single class as if it were a fulltime career in and of itself.
Then again there is that little voice in my head that says�If you are so busy, then why did you spend most of your weekend sitting in a recliner watching movies and napping?�. I quickly tell that voice to shutup or I�ll kick it�smetaphorical teeth. This isn�t really a schizophrenic sort of voice, it�s more of a self analyzing cynical sort of voice that just keeps me from getting to self righteous.
Well, class is over and i should probably make myself scarce.
More updates from the home-front coming soon.
I never know what to expect from one day to the next. My schedule is like a living organism itself which if left unattended will divide and multiply like an arithmetic algae. Some days I have no idea what I will be doing in the next hour. New responsibilities and event crop up everywhere I turn, and the most diligent PDA usage will not save me from chaos. Yesterday was a little hectic. Not to bad, and actually quite fun, but totally disorganized.
Jon came down and visited my while he was on Easter break. We of course do not get an easter break at UNK. So Jon came down in time to participate in our weekly Campus Crusade meeting, which was fun. And he spent the majority of the evening in the studio for my radio show. That studio was like grand central station last night. I�ve never been to grand central station, nor have I been to any station, Grand, Central, or otherwise. The point remains though that at one tim we had 11 people in the studio. For the first two hours it was just Jon and myself, with a few people dropping in from time to time. Around Midinight another 9 people showed up. That party was hopping. Then we hopped on over to daylight donuts around 1 to introduce Jonny T to the world of late night fresh donuts in Kearney. Who would have suspected that donuts at 1 am would be such a popular college student passtime?
Now I get to sit in work today and enjoy the wonderful feeling that is friday.
With a little bit of luck I will have a recording of the show last night for you all to enjoy up soon at timbly.com.
I believe that my agenda today includes the installation of the Fedora distribution of linux. I have tried a large number of linux Distributions over the past 4 years, few have been entirely satisfactory. Let�s see if Fedore test release 2 works out any better.
MSN is an epidemic. IM is a disease that has infected the latest generation of Junior High people. Sure, I get on MSN, or Yahoo sometimes, but it�s not like some drug that I need every minute of the day. Here�s the story: Aaron and I are over in the Fine Arts Building setting up some computers for an e-mail bar. Aaron leaves to get some stuff from the office and leaves me here. It�s after 7 pm, and there are not many people around, so I figure it will be ok to leave the computers for a minute to go to the bathroom. Since we were still finishing setting the machines up they were still logged in as administrator. In the normal e-mail bar account all applications other than Internet Explorer and Adobe Reader are disable. But in Administrator mode all the normal default apps are accessable, including MSN. When I come back from the bathroom 2 minutes later there are people on each computer. One person was a roughly Junior High aged girl that was in the process of signing on to MSN. I tried to be polite in shooing them away from the machines, but I think they still felt like I was being a jerk not letting her log into MSN.
That�s all for now, I�ll have more to talk about tomorrow when Jonny T gets here.
I suppose I should do some dusting in here, it�s been a while since I�ve popped in to say anything lately. My commitment to regular blogging has been anything but steadfast, but I still feel bad when I fail to produce any random content for your amusement. I feel little need to update you on every little detail of how my life is progressing, suffice it to say that I am learning much lately about the business of web-design.
One topic I do wish to persue is my relationship with school and academics in general. Obviously I have never been what you might call a �good student�. I naturally rebel against the idea of a teacher demanding that I complete some meaningless assignment for some non-existent reward they dangle before us like the carrot that the donkey is forever cursed to follow.
Now, at college the academic situation is far better than it was during the years of public schooling that we all endure. Yet still some classes just bring out the rebellious nature of my personality. Specifically the art department here at UNK really tends to drive me crazy. Sometimes I really enjoy the projects that we get to do in art class. Most of the time I find these projects tedious and uninspiring. The art department as an entity seems to have it�s own personality, and this personality is not one that I find very appealing. The art department and the teachers in it that I have had contact with are pretty much convinced that the students in their classes will spend what little free time they have on their class alone, not to mention large sums of money on various art supplies that have an exorbitant markup placed on them at the campus book store. All of this is a formula for me to disregard much of what the art departments says and ignore many of the things that professors in that area tell me.
sorry, but I am not feeling well tonight. I dont think I can handle doing the show tonight. Check back next week.
